Feng Chenglinba la la la la talked a lot, and the white-headed man heard the point and his face changed slightly.

"Miss Ling, are you leaving? What about them...you won't look for them anymore!?"

Those people were not sure yet, and she was about to withdraw?

"Nothing will happen to them!"

Feng Chenglin stretched his neck and swallowed the bun, choking and burping.

"You both... are unscathed, what can they be hurt..."

The white-headed man's eyes wandered on Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin. Seeing that she had never spoken, he knew that this was what she meant.

They just met by chance, and he was not qualified to leave her to do anything.

But he had escaped from death together, but now he is suddenly leaving, and he is inexplicably reluctant to let go.

Although he was very hungry, his food was tasteless.

Until dawn, he separated from Ling Luoyu and others and did not say a word.

Seeing his figure getting farther and farther away, Feng Chenglin smiled and withdrew his gaze: "Why do I feel... this white-headed man seems to be a little reluctant to leave you?"

Ling Luoyu glanced sideways: "What do you mean?"

"...It's nothing, just talk casually...San Young Master, where are we going now?"

"Didn't you say you need to practice well?"

"……yes……"

"What are you waiting for?"

Feng Chenglin's eyes flashed in front of him, and the man was already in the chaotic secluded realm.

"Three Young Master..."

He stood in shock.

Ling Luoyu has always said that he wanted to practice, but because of all kinds of trivial matters, he has never practiced seriously.

"You really want..."

"What do you say!"

Ling Luoyu threw his clothes and walked towards the hut.

"The opponent we are facing now..."

Thinking of the crushing suppression of the soul, Ling Luoyu suppressed the words behind him.

She has a kind of intuition.

Perhaps among her future opponents, the cultivation of soul is not a top presence.

Otherwise, he would not hide in a place unknown to outsiders.

"Three Young Master?"

Feng Chenglin felt Feng Chenglin's solemnity and rushed to chase two steps.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Ling Luoyu has been talking about the matter of soul and has not said much.

He only knew that this man had a very high cultivation level, so high that even Gu Lan and her joined forces were no match for him.

"Are you... still thinking about that soul?"

"I was wondering, what would happen if you had the cultivation level of soul...?"

"Me? Haha..."

Feng Chenglin laughed out loud, looking fascinated.

"If I had the skills of him, I would definitely have to take revenge, to avenge, to avenge, to avenge, to be chivalrous and righteous..."

"But the soul... is dormant!"

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and sighed silently.

"And it's still a dormant thing that people don't want people to know! The reason why we are being erased is because he doesn't want people to know his hiding place! You say... is he because he doesn't want the disturbance of ordinary people like us, or is he hiding from someone?"

Feng Chenglin's smile suddenly froze on his face: "San Young Master, you are not saying... that soul is hiding from enemies, right?"

“…What do you think?”

"...But his cultivation is so high?"

"Yes! He has cultivated himself like that, what else is there to be scary? Is it because... he doesn't want to be harassed by people? Just like Xingjun?"

"..." Feng Chenglin was stunned for a moment, and then he was stunned: "I heard what you said, it seems that it is not the case!"

If it is a top-notch existence, even if people know where to live, they don’t have to kill them.
Chapter completed!